For the millionth time...

[NateSean]

I don't even know how to title this thread but when I explain it you'll understand as I'm sure you've encountered this before.

I'm tired of the way people just can't seem to except the answer you give them. You repeat the answer about fifty times and yet something fails to process in their brains that makes them realize that you are in giving them the right answer. The example that comes to mind is a conversation that happened a few years ago.

I was a resident student at Job Corps, meaning I basically lived on the campus. For those who aren't familiar with Job Corps, there's a six week period which helps new students get familiar with the routine and tests them to help determine which trade they'll be studying. This involves reading, writing and math tests to determine if they'll also need addition classes in this area.

In the later half of the year I often helped students who were having trouble reading the multiple choice tests. IE: I would read the question and they'd have to choose the answer.

So, one afternoon I was helping a student out and he was taking a little longer than most. I had no where to go and dinner ran about an hour and a half so I didn't rush him.

Mr. Wight comes into the class.

Mr. Wight: NateSean, do you need to catch the van?

The van was for commuter students who lived off campus. I didn't need it because I was a resident and I politely said no.

Mr. Wight: Oh, because the van is getting ready to leave.
Me: Okay, well, I live here so it's not a problem.
Mr. Wight: Are you sure?
Me: *thinking* Wtf? *outloud* Yes, I'm pretty sure. I'm a residential student so I don't need the non-res van.

Rinse, lather, repeat about six or seven times. All this time I'm trying to help this kid who has a hard time focusing on the test.

[Rageaholic]

I get very short with people who do that with me. Not only is it really none of their business, but they are acting like you don't know your own life. For instance, with college assignments, *I* know what I have to do. *I* was the one who heard the lecture, and *I* know what study method works best for me. When people tell me "but you should study more blah blah blah", I get poed. YOU don't know what's best for me so when I explain myself, don't try to talk convince me I'm wrong.

Yeah, this is a big annoyance for me as well.

[powerboy]

That annoys me.

Perfect example. On the audio editors that I use. I use it, because I am great with it. I know what to do and what not to do. When someone comes along and wants to know why I use it, or tries to tell me how to use - when they don't use it. Now that really pisses me off.

[Boozy]

Mr. Wight comes into the class.

Mr. Wight: NateSean, do you need to catch the van?

The van was for commuter students who lived off campus. I didn't need it because I was a resident and I politely said no.

Mr. Wight: Oh, because the van is getting ready to leave.
Me: Okay, well, I live here so it's not a problem.
Mr. Wight: Are you sure?
Me: *thinking* Wtf? *outloud* Yes, I'm pretty sure. I'm a residential student so I don't need the non-res van.

Rinse, lather, repeat about six or seven times. All this time I'm trying to help this kid who has a hard time focusing on the test.

I wasn't there, so please feel free to dismiss this idea, but: I think Mr. Wight understood you the first time. I think Mr. Wight was trying to get you to leave.

Perhaps helping other students, while not technically against the rules, was discouraged?

Like I said, I wasn't there. But the conversation as you describe it makes it seem that Mr. Wight was dropping some heavy hints.

[NateSean]

Like I said, I wasn't there. But the conversation as you describe it makes it seem that Mr. Wight was dropping some heavy hints.

No, he knew I was there, he was the one who asked my class instructor to send me over.

All I was there to do was to read the questions, not give the answers.